Prince Ming sat behind his desk. The sinking sun kissed the evening clouds, casting a bright color on his face. Against the backdrop of his deep features, he looked a little weird.
Yu Xiao almost lost his soul after taking a look at it, and quickly lowered his head and shut his mouth.
"Oh, did she really say that?" Ming Wang stroked the purple jade ring on his thumb, his eyes dim and unclear.
"Yes, the maids said that the princess was furious at the time and slapped Biqing hard. Then she had a heart-to-heart talk with Biqing. In the end, the master and servant hugged each other and cried bitterly, and then reconciled."
Ming Wang paused for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes, his dark pupils tinged with a rosy glow. "Crying bitterly?"
The woman started crying...
Ming Wang thought about it but couldn't figure it out.
The image of her wild and cruel eyes when they were arguing in the sedan chair appeared in front of him again.
Yu Xiao lowered his head and said, "That's what they said. I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I dare not speak nonsense."
"Okay, then go meet him with me."
Ming Wang stroked his sleeves and pushed the wheelchair towards the backyard.
He sent away all those who came to the front hall to congratulate him and attend the wedding banquet. None of them were sincere anyway. Most of them were just there to watch the fun. It would be a waste of food to keep them. They left the gifts and said to him: "Goodbye, I won't see you off."
Housekeeper Yu Heng was squatting at the door of the warehouse, holding a small abacus and counting the items with a smile on his face.
After Prince Ming entered the backyard, he saw the maids standing outside and preparing to salute him. Prince Ming looked indifferent, raised his index finger and put it on his thin lips, making a gesture of silence.
The maids bowed silently and stepped aside.
Yu Xiao pushed Ming Wang and stopped in front of the door.
In the bedroom, Biqing was still complaining to Lan Shuang, "Princess, I know you are helpless and cannot disobey the order, but the Duke of Ying's Mansion is a dragon's den, and the Prince of Ming's Mansion is a tiger's den! You have no idea how terrifying the rumors about Prince Ming are!"
Lan Shuang took off the phoenix crown, leaned on the dressing table with one hand, and looked at her calmly with her chin in her hand: "Oh? What did you say?"
Bi Qing immediately began to imitate him vividly: "Prince Ming is the youngest brother of the current emperor. He was loved by the late emperor from birth and was proficient in both civil and military strategies. Unfortunately, his biological mother, Consort Xian, made a mistake and was banished to the cold palace by the late emperor. Prince Ming was leading troops outside at the time. Upon hearing the news, he fell from his horse and was shot in the knee, seriously injured."
"Fortunately, we won the battle. The late emperor, mindful of his merits, spared him from punishment and even asked the imperial physician to treat him. However, his leg was completely crippled, forcing him to spend the rest of his life confined to a wheelchair. Prince Ming's personality changed drastically after that, and after the death of the virtuous concubine, he became a completely different person."
"If he's not happy, he'll beat and kill his servants. And... he has some unspeakable habits regarding that matter. It's said that many beauties sent by the emperor were tortured to death. And he's also incredibly lucky. His first two fiancées were killed by him..."
The more Biqing spoke, the more scared she became. "Princess, what are you going to do in the future?"
The master and servant who were eavesdropping outside the door: "..."
Prince Ming looked at Yu Xiao with a half-smile and mouthed, "It seems my disguise was quite successful."
Yu Xiao: “…”
Why are you so proud? Do you think I'm praising you?
Seeing Biqing sobbing and about to burst into tears, Lan Shuang covered her mouth and said helplessly, "Alright, rumors are just rumors after all. Who saw it with their own eyes? Where's the evidence? If there's nothing, why believe it?"
Biqing: "But Su Wa Mian is so demanding when it comes to shoe silver."
Her mouth was covered by Lan Shuang, so she couldn't speak clearly.
Lan Shuang released her hand, stood up and paced towards the door with a casual manner: "What you hear may not be true, and what you see may not be true. You have to see it for yourself."
Biqing nodded, not quite understanding: "Oh, I understand."
Lan Shuang walked to the door, her eyes flickering slightly as she said to 888 in her heart, "Little 888, the Ming King is eavesdropping outside, right?"
888: "Yes, host, I've been listening for a while."
"Tsk, a grown man eavesdropping, isn't he ashamed?"
Lan Shuang curled her lips into a smile, and suddenly a bad idea came to her mind. She walked to the door and pretended to open it casually, "Oh, this room is a bit stuffy, I want to go out for some fresh air."
Without waiting for Biqing to object, she opened the door and happened to meet the eyes of the person at the door.
Lan Shuang's emotions shifted from surprise to astonishment, disbelief, and suspicion before she asked, "Your Highness? What are you doing at the door?"
Ming Wang looked at her with a dim gaze.
Suddenly I felt something was wrong.
She pretended so well when she was outside, why is she pretending so...poorly now?
It was obvious that he discovered that I was stealing... No, he came to open the door just because he heard it openly. Even those few words were said specifically for me to hear. Now he was acting in such an obviously artificial look of surprise.
Why?
Intentional?
Once this thought came to mind, everything that had happened before made sense. She had deliberately acted like this to tease herself.
Ming Wang wanted to laugh. She was so brave. Wasn’t she really afraid of killing her?
"Meet the princess."
In the strange silence, Yu Xiao spoke first, breaking the awkward situation.
"No need to be polite."
Lan Shuang smiled and nodded at Yu Xiao, then tentatively turned sideways, "Your Highness, please come in?"
Ming Wang's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, then he looked away. "Hmm."
Lan Shuang chuckled, he really was very frugal with words.
When Biqing saw Prince Ming coming in, she was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and said tremblingly, "This servant pays respects to His Majesty..."
King Ming lowered his eyes and glanced at her, feeling quite bored. She was so timid and dared to talk about him behind his back. She was not like her master at all.
"Get out." King Ming pushed the wheelchair and stopped beside the couch. Biqing looked up at him and then looked at Lan Shuang.
Lan Shuang nodded and said softly, "Go."
Only then did Bi Qing get up from the ground and said, "I'll take my leave."
King Ming said to Xiao, "You go down too."
"yes."
Only the strange newlyweds were left in the bedroom. Lan Shuang watched Prince Ming sitting silently beside the couch. She had no interest in guessing what he was thinking, so she preemptively asked, "Your Highness, are you staying here tonight?"
Ming Wang raised an eyebrow and said, "On the wedding night, you want me to stay out?"
"Isn't this what you want?" Lan Shuang walked back to the bed and sat down leisurely, one leg elegantly folded over the other, her elbows resting on it, her hands supporting her little face, and she looked at Ming Wang casually.
She looked so relaxed and at ease as if this was really her home.
Prince Ming withdrew his gaze, his eyelashes drooping. "That was the Emperor's intention, not mine."
"He's already humiliated you with me, and you're just going to let it go?"
"Do you think it's a humiliation?" Ming Wang felt that talking to her was really interesting. She was not afraid of him at all, nor did she respect him, and her tone was natural.
"The daughter of the Duke of Yingguo, who wandered the countryside, sounds worthless. The noble ladies of Kyoto look down on me, and the dignitaries secretly laugh at the Duke of Yingguo's mansion for bringing back such a vulgar girl. Yet, the Emperor chose me to be your princess. Isn't that a humiliation?"
Lan Shuang said with a smile: "No matter what, you are still a prince, more than enough to match other noble ladies."
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